Reborn as the Last van Ambrose

The gardens of the Ambrose estate had always been Lianna’s favorite place for private conversations since Grim had came back from the dead.

The winding paths and secluded alcoves provided privacy for discussions.

The afternoon sun filtered through the unique blue trees that growed in the rivers, casting dappled shadows across the stone benches.

"You’re really leaving," Lianna said, settling onto the bench with concern. "I thought you might change your mind at the last moment."

"The arrangements are finalized," Grim replied, taking his place beside her. "The Húli jīng are expecting me within the week, and delaying would send the wrong message about my commitment."

"And your commitment to Princess Ruxi?"

"Is genuine," Grim confirmed. "Though I admit the political advantages make the personal feelings easier to justify."

Lianna studied his profile with the expression of someone who had known him long enough to read subtle changes in his demeanor.

"You sound different when you talk about her," she observed quietly. "More... settled, perhaps. Less like you’re calculating every angle."

"Marriage to Ruxi feels natural," Grim agreed. "Though I suppose the distinction matters less than the outcome."

"It matters to me," Lianna said firmly. "I’ve watched you become increasingly focused on power and control over the past months. It’s reassuring to see glimpses of the person you were before."